ZainLloyd

Dramatic issues are sweeping over my brain one by one.  In many ways I knew this day was yet to come.  The day where Barbie’s aren’t gonna magically make you have fun. No they won’t put a smile on your face just like that.  You have to face everything on your own, each and every fact.  Stand behind the cracked window of opportunities, wishing you had the guts to push just one more time.  Even though you know how it won’t work, proven from the last time.  You still pray, you’ve never lost faith.  But recently it’s all about people making your decisions all consuming into things you absolutely hate.  You remember a saying you read once “don’t hate appreciate”, but how can’t you when there’s a whole other world waiting for you to be in it, it simply cannot wait!  So there’s nothing but books and poems to make you believe, that there’s still a chance for you to go on and just dream. -Zain

I’m tired of the accusations all these associations that define if you’re bluntly a hippie or a in a state of hallucination. Judging the way you think I swear you can’t even blink A slight comment and they take it as a wrong hint. What if I meant it what if I didn’t you don’t like how I speak my mind, then bring it! Always asking why you’re different why you’re so strange You tell them you don’t want your grandma’s life and you’re not even afraid. Why settle for the same ways, the same games, the same lame path Like the rules of math you can’t solve it your own way But hey, why follow the book, why not be off the hook, acting like complete fools never ever breakin’ rules Red red red, what I see is red Going through every word and every line you have ever said.